"By the way, Zhou, I almost forgot to tell you that the employer of this commission has attached a condition."

"He asks that when you kill the target, he must be present, and he has to personally confirm the death of the target."

"I know this request is an insult to your professionalism, you are the famous Satan!"

"You single-handedly rescued Stark's Satan!"

"I was also angry at his request, but the employer was insisting!"

"And Zhou, sometimes you have to understand, in fact, we are also a service industry after all......"

Wade Wilson began to persuade Zhou Cheng bitterly that Zhou Cheng was coming.

But Zhou Cheng actually didn't care about such a question at all, he just felt a little curious.

In the eyes of people who don't know the details, maybe the employer's requirements are indeed a bit excessive, which has fallen on Zhou Cheng's face.

But for a person like Zhou Cheng who knew the details of Mrs. Gao, he immediately had other suspicions.

Could it be that the employer who entrusted the commission knew that Mrs. Gao could not be killed?

If that's the case, that's interesting.

After all, not many people know the secret of Mrs. Gao, except for some absolute core figures of the Hand Club.

And whoever entrusted it, if he knew the secret, he was undoubtedly not an ordinary person.

Of course.

All this is just Zhou Cheng's cranky thoughts, without any basis, and he doesn't care either.

After all, everyone has spent 10 million US dollars, so what's wrong with making a small request?

Is it excessive?

"So Wade, my mandate, also includes protecting the safety of the employer?"

Zhou Cheng didn't show any resistance, but simply asked Wade Wilson a necessary question of relevance.

"No, it's not necessary."

"Employers are responsible for their own safety."

Wade Wilson gave a very clear answer, and it seems that he must have talked about this with his employer a long time ago.

"In that case...... I've taken it! ”

There was no problem with Zhou Cheng's side, and he readily agreed.

"Wait for my news!"

Wade Wilson was very excited and cut off communication with Zhou Cheng.

And the efficiency of the little cheap is still as fast as ever.

Just a few hours later, Zhou Cheng was given an accurate answer.

"Zhou, it's been negotiated!"

"But you have to act in three days, so it should be fine, right?"

"After three days, the employer will send me the specific location coordinates, and then you will meet with the employer first, and then take the employer to complete the commission."

"I'm sure it's going to be a breeze for you, right?"

Three days later?

For Zhou Cheng, there is naturally no problem, anyway, the diary can last for four or five days.

That's a big deal, and it's a big deal to salt fish for three more days.

Anyway, the life of a rich person can be lived as comfortably as possible.

……

"Zhou, I've already sent you the coordinates!"

"I wish you a triumphant return in advance!"

I have to say that the employer is indeed cautious enough.

It wasn't until the evening of the third day that Wade Wilson got the exact coordinates from him.

So he immediately sent it to Zhou Cheng in a hurry.

"Wait for my news."

Zhou Cheng confidently left such a sentence to the little, and took his uniform.

That's right, the brand new uniform that the little prepared for Zhou Cheng.

The uniform, which is both stylish and forceful, and can also be bulletproof, also comes with a new mask.

According to the little, this brand new uniform was designed by his own hands!

Considering that Deadpool's uniform in the movie is indeed his own design, many of Marvel's superheroes also design their own uniforms.

So Zhou Cheng still believed the other party's words.

So Zhou Cheng was impressed by the little cheap.

He didn't expect that Xiao Cheap still had talent in this area.

Frankly speaking, the uniform designed by the other party for Zhou Cheng, Zhou Cheng is quite satisfied.

At the same time, it takes into account the beauty and domineering, which is very in line with Zhou Cheng's aesthetics.

Then naturally there is nothing to say about the following.

Zhou Cheng came to a deserted and uninhabited place casually and changed into his "satanic suit".

Then he spread his wings behind him and soared into the sky with a swish.

I arrived at Hell's Kitchen with ease, and according to the coordinates of the guide, I came to the place required by the employer.

A factory that has been abandoned.

Look around.

But in front of the mottled wall, under the cover of the moonlight.

An old man who is as old as Mrs. Gao is about to hang up, and even his hair is gray.

He was standing there as sharp as a knife.

Next to the old man was a woman in a red leotard with an unusually hot figure.

Like the old man, simply standing there gives people a sense of sharpness.

Obviously not ordinary people.

"It turned out to be them!"

Zhou Cheng's heart moved slightly, and after just a glance, he recognized the identities of these two people.

And I don't feel any surprises at all.

These two are none other than others.

It is the two important figures of the Hand Society's sworn enemy, the Innocence Society: Stickser and Erica.

Of course.

Strictly speaking, in fact, the stick is the one of the Innocence Society, and even the last member of the Innocence Society.

Erica and many other killers under his command, I don't know why the stick didn't recruit them into the Innocence Society.

But he still leads those people and makes enemies of the Hand Clan.

But in front of such a behemoth as the Hand Clan, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

But now, it's hard to say.

It can only be said that the stick made a very correct decision.

Hire a cheater!

Sou!

While those chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhou Cheng was not idle.

Swooped straight down and landed in front of Stickser and Erica.

"So~"

"You really do what is rumored, you can fly!"

"Satan!"

The hoarse voice of the stick, like sandpaper, sounded, and there was no sadness or joy in his person, and there was no emotional fluctuation to be seen.

It's just a hard sigh.

"Hopefully it's not a fancy show!"

Erica said this coldly.

It can be seen that Erica thinks that the rumored Satan is a bit exaggerated.

However, Zhou Cheng didn't bother to care what the two of them thought, so he just raised his eyebrows casually: "Can we go?" ”

"Don't worry."

"We have one more thing to do before we do that."

Rustle!

With this sentence of the stick, the sound of messy footsteps suddenly sounded.

At the same time, from all around the dark corners within.

A group of ruthless killers emerged like a tide, and they surrounded Zhou Cheng like that.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn and depressing.